"Senior, this presence..."
Camilla whispered next to Jace when she sensed the ghostly aura growing stronger, the longer they stayed in the room.
"I know. He is right there, and that is why I came here, in the first place."
Jace answered and whispered back. Then he pointed to the direction where the other end of the red thread extended.
The two grim reapers followed it and the string-led them to the dark restroom. Within the shadows, hiding behind the shower curtains, there they saw the ghost groom; hovering right above his own pool of blood as it continued to drip from him.
"Oh geez,"
Camilla yelped upon the sight of the bloody mess left by the ghost groom.
"Is that a ghost groom??? What a coincidence...."
She muttered under her breath and when Jace heard her comment, he could not help himself but turn his head in her direction.
"Why is that?"
This story was more than a year old and I am very thankful for all of you that had supported this book this far despite the fact that my updates had been very sparse.
It was put behind my schedule because just like everyone else, I have a separate workload that I have to accomplish on a daily basis and writing stories is just my hobby. I do this during my leisure time.
But lately, I am trying to include this book on my to-do list, spending an hour or two to write a chapter. So I hope I would be able to keep this story active by updating it every other day.